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having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer

There's people for whom "we're leaving in the morning" means "we ride at dawn motherfuckers, you can finish waking up and getting dressed in the car, we'll grab breakfast somewhere along the way", and there's people for whom it means "we'll get going somewhere before noon".

And then they get married.

If you think it's wrong or shameful for someone to have a casual relationship to magic, witchcraft, the gods, etc., you are functionally a fundamentalist. There's no difference between you and the Bible thumper who thinks everybody needs to be in constant prayer and thinking about God's will at all times.

Candela Obscura Libations for the Circle of Needle and Thread!

Happy Oíche Shamhna!

Fun fact the Irish headless horseman called the Dullahan or Gan ceann (without head) uses a whip made from human spines or femur bones to whip the living's eyes out if seen. When it comes to Halloween Irish mythology takes no chill.

Also btw every single complaint about irish pronounciation and spelling in schools would be solved if we hammered in the slender/broad distinctions early because it would become abundantly clear why this 't' has to be surrounded by 'i's and it isn't just a thing they decided to do one day and more people would be able to spell words from just hewring them and pronounciation from just reading them send tweet

>see truck next to us on the highway

>it says "off-road"

>look below it

>it's on the road

irish petnames you all deserve to know

maoinín » Little treasure, darling

meanmarc » Object of desire; favourite, darling.

leannán » Darling, sweetheart; favourite

rúnach » Darling, sweetheart

cograch » Confidant; sweetheart

ainsín » Darling

treiteall » Favourite, pet (also means warrior lol)

ansacht » Love; loved one

grianán » Loved one, darling

muirnín » Beloved, sweetheart

just saw an ad for fireball…I didn’t know they advertised…why advertise fireball…either you’re in college and buying fireball because you’re looking to make a life-threatening mistake on halloween in salem, mass or you’re not going to do that

for me personally i don’t think another straw could break my back. i have plenty of straw on there already and i feel great. one more would give me an even number and one more after that could be odd again for all the even number haters and losers. if you see a good place for your straw just throw it on there i can take it. i like the straw and i don’t ever think about dropping it all. my friends call me strawguy and we all laugh !

“Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.”

— Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959

LISTEN it is very important that you RINSE YOUR RASPBERRIES before consuming because otherwise you are in DANGER of not having little droplets of water in the berries that you can sip like a tiny fairy tea cup

counting sheep

F. Scott Fitzgerald + Favorite Literature quotes.

For some reason I always have a better time getting things done when I’m not at my house. I’m finishing up my summer reading of The Tipping Point by Malcom Gladwell (I freaking love this book) in Dunkin’ Donuts and it’s so nice in here.

I want someone to hold me while I cry

Open source everything 

human: but you’re a robot. you’re not really a living person. you’re just made of electrical signals and processors that make you move and talk. you can’t really think.

robot: you’re not really a living person. you’re just made of electrical signals and neurotransmitting chemicals that make you move and talk. you can’t really think.

human:

robot: does it feel good, kevin?

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

The Afghan girls robotics team was denied entry to US. They’ll watch their robot compete over Skype instead.

The all-girls robotic team from Afghanistan that was denied a visa to enter the U.S. will have to watch their robot compete over Skype from thousands of miles away instead, one of the competition organizers said.

The team of six teenage girls had planned to compete in FIRST Global Challenge, an international robotics competition that will be held in Washington, D.C., in July — but their applications for seven-day travel visas were turned down by the state department twice, Forbes reported.

Roya Mahboob, Afghanistan’s first female tech CEO and the woman who organized Afghanistan’s robotics team, said the girls “were crying all the day” when they first heard their visas had been turned down again, Forbes reported. Read more (7/3/17)

Honestly, the Babadook officially being recognized as a gay icon is the greatest thing to happen so far in 2017.

“My wife” says the woman I’m talking to. Suddenly my skin is clear, my student loans are paid, I feel remade.

If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

Aquarius (f) and Cancer (f) in a relationship 🌊

Did anyone notice how quickly the internet turned into a Lovecraftian horror scenario?

Like we’ve got this dimension right next to ours, that extends across the entire planet, and it is just brimming with nightmares. We have spambots, viruses, ransomware, this endless legion of malevolent entities that are blindly probing us for weaknesses, seeking only to corrupt, to thieve, to destroy.

Add onto that the corrupted ones themselves, humans who’ve abandoned morality and given up faces to hunt other people, jeering them, lashing out, seeing how easy it is to kill something you can’t touch or see or smell. They’ll corrupt anything they think could be a vessel for their message and they’ll jabber madly at any who question them. Their chittering haunts every corner of the internet. They are not unlike the spambots in some ways.

Add on top of that the arcane magisters, who are forever working at the cracks between our world and the world we made. Some of them do it for fun, some of them do it for wealth, others do it for the power of nations unwise enough to trust them. There are mages who work to defend against this particular evil, but they are mad prophets, and their advice is almost never heeded, even by those who keep them as protection.

All people know several spells to use the internet. Facebook asks you for the magic words to log in, so does your email, so does your twitter and on and on. The spells are words or a gesture with the hand, some use the colour of your eyes, or the shape of your finger. Our chief of security joked about requiring users to give a drop of blood before they could log in. Many do not understand the humour of mages.

The cracks between the two are breaking. IP cameras filled our world with eyes and the magisters learned how to open almost all of them. We all carry magic slabs of glass that if you hold it up to your ear can sing to you with a loved one’s voice, but if you look at it with your eyes, can show you a corrupted human with bleeding orange skin scream the profane with a thousand voices. The other day I saw someone hack a moving vehicle. At one point they made it stop. At another they made it so it couldn’t stop. Some of our best and brightest are going to create an army of four winged bats hovering throughout every city and we are going to connect them directly to the dimension where the nightmares live.

I’m not saying it’s all bad, but I am saying Cthulhu lies deathless dreaming in this web we built him and he is waking up.

NASA created retro travel posters for different locations in our solar system in hopes of inspiring young people to imagine a future where common space travel is a possibility. 

Source

Rosa Californica.

Illustration taken from ‘The Genus Rosa’ by E. A. Willmott. Illustrations by Alfred Parsons. Published 1914 by John Murray. London.

Harvard Botany Libraries.

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